"Looks like you've got the start of all of that right here," Steve replies, keeping his legs right where they are in the wake of Danny's attempts to swat them away. He leans forward again, slipping his hands up underneath the blanket to run over Danny's hips, pushing a kiss to the slight hollow above the back of Danny's neck. "And maybe the start of some of those activities too," he adds lowly, flicking his tongue against Danny's earlobe.